Boris Pasternak
- Waving a Bough, by Babette Deutsch
(Waving a bough full of fragrance...)
Boris Pasternak (español)
- Distracciones con la amada, César Astor
(Por cimbreante ramita aromada...)
«A monster inhabits mountain’s high / And has a terrifying bottom. / It’s grabbed a girl carrying a pot / And flashes her a comely smile. / And she is ready to drop just like / a fruit in his paws like hairy branches. / The monster is as a monster looks. / Self-satisfied it scratche...»
«The elephants so tangled their tusks / They seemed a single white stone / Under the painter’s arm. / The deer so mingled their antlers / They seemed to join in an ancient contract / With mutual interests and mutual distrusts. / The rivers so drained into the sea it seemed / the arms ...»
«Today I will again venture / there, into life, trade, the bazaar, / And lead an army of songs / Alone against the market’s blare.»
«Property is a great thing! / It is a meeting place / For me and the state. / The state reminds me / That it exists!»